Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
Our first stop was Venezuela. If you picture South America like an ice cream cone, Caracas is basically where the cherry on top of it would be. I don’t think we even changed time zones, just flew straight south like migrating birds, but I can’t really be sure since I slept through a bunch of the flight.
If you’re wondering how I slept through a cramp so intense it was sending shooting pains up to my elbow, the answer is simple: pharmaceuticals.( Read the rest of this entry » )